{"id":31,"date":"2004-08-28T08:15:00","date_gmt":"2004-08-28T13:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lawrencem94.sg-host.com\/?p=31"},"modified":"2004-08-28T08:15:00","modified_gmt":"2004-08-28T13:15:00","slug":"quiet-on-the-south-side","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/plazajen.com\/?p=31","title":{"rendered":"Quiet on the South Side&#8230;."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color:#006600;\">Got my car. I am so exhausted with this experience, I feel like putting it all down will just make me need to go back to bed. I&#8217;ll topline it, and acknowledge that looking back at my anger, I admit I&#8217;m channelling some &#8220;other&#8221; anger into the situation. However, in my defense, I really dislike alarmist car service men, and the facts do support I was being treated this way because I&#8217;m a woman. ARGH!<br \/>\n<br \/>At 5:00 I got a call saying they wanted to KEEP MY CAR some more. He&#8217;d already installed four new fuel injectors into it. (Methinks this was an overreaction!) We argued back and forth over the fuel situation. I read to him from the ethanol website the facts of how a high ethanol fuel can trigger some cars&#8217; computer emission detection systems. John was pacing outside my office, because we had a very synchronized after-work process already in place to go to HIS car dealership, in his roommate&#8217;s truck, and then I would follow him, driving his truck, out south to my dealership. (He had two trucks, I had none. More on driving a truck later!) Anyhow, fifteen minutes of me losing my temper on the phone resulted in them giving up MY CAR. He actually said, &#8220;Your car is sick. I need to find out what&#8217;s making it sick.&#8221; Here&#8217;s the amazing part. We got there right at 6:00 (phew!), and I made John go in with me. I swear the resulting experience was different because a MAN was standing next to me, and that makes me NUTTY-O! Suddenly we&#8217;re all calm about me taking the car. We&#8217;re fine &#8211; and the light that wouldn&#8217;t go off &#8211; it&#8217;s now off! The fuel injectors are now firing at the correct whatevers. See, honestly, I don&#8217;t care. It&#8217;s a Honda. They are not known for lemons. So what they want me to do is drive the car until I use up the current tank of fuel, then put mid-premium fuel in for the next tank. Oooooookaaaaay&#8230;&#8230;.? I just wanted my car so I was not in any state to be quizzing him, but John said exactly what I was thinking (oh, and I forgot to mention that the majority of the conversation about my car took place towards John&#8217;s head &#8211; the first minute he did it, I started to smirk &#038; it was all I could do not to bust out laughing. so transparent!) &#8211; back to what I was thinking: &#8220;So why didn&#8217;t you siphon out the fuel?&#8221; (if said fuel was the culprit and problem? and it took some stammering &amp; jumping around, first referencing that I&#8217;d already paid for the fuel &#8211; hello, if I bought a really nice Wusthof knife, and accidentally jammed it into my thigh? I don&#8217;t care about the fact I bought the knife, it&#8217;s in my leg &#038; it shouldn&#8217;t be, let&#8217;s take it out! &#8211; and then he finally had to say the fuel was not harming my car. Excellent, and I have a witness. I suspect he called Iowa to discuss ethanol fuel, because &#8211; duh &#8211; everybody in Iowa drives on ethanol. Long story summed up: got my car, only had to pay for the exorbitantly-priced services I&#8217;d already agreed to, and now I am turning over the Car Maintenance portion of this marriage over to James. Yay!<br \/>\n<br \/>Driving a Ford-150 pickup truck was both nerve-wracking &amp; fun. I am too confident sometimes about things, which is usually followed by terror flashes that in my confidence I&#8217;m missing something really basic &#038; apparent. Like will the back end of this giant pickup go crazily skidding across another lane of traffic when I go around the fountain circle? YIKES! (It doesn&#8217;t, at least not at 35 mph) I felt self-conscious because John was right in front of me, and it&#8217;s his truck. I also didn&#8217;t feel terribly secure in knowing where I was in the lane, like centered vs. hugging one side or the other, because a Civic is lower to the ground &amp; I&#8217;m used to it&#8217;s size. But it definitely was fun to drive &amp; be up high, I see why everybody buys SUV&#8217;s, it&#8217;s just unfortunate they&#8217;re such gas guzzlers and oh say killer vehicles if they hit someone in oh say a Civic.<br \/>\n<br \/>Well, hey, it&#8217;s Saturday, Princess Day of the Week, and I&#8217;m gonna enjoy some hot wings that my sweetie brought be back from Hooters. Love the wings, think the dining-in experience is sorta stupid. At least they don&#8217;t pretend to be a family restaurant. Honesty is scarce in America, especially at a car dealership. <\/span><br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Got my car. I am so exhausted with this experience, I feel like putting it all down will just make me need to go back to bed. I&#8217;ll topline it, and acknowledge that looking back at my anger, I admit I&#8217;m channelling some &#8220;other&#8221; anger into the situation. 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